text_original: A little above us, among the olive trees, two blue clothed peasants, man and woman, were gathering the fruit—from some such couple, no doubt, our friend in the bowler hat had sprung; more "virile" and adventurous than his brothers, he had not stayed in the home groves, but had gone forth to drink the waters of hustle and commerce, and come back—what he was.
text_transcription: A LITTLE ABOVE US AMONG THE OLIVE TREES TWO BLUE CLOTHED PEASANTS MAN AND WOMAN WERE GATHERING THE FRUIT FROM SOME SUCH COUPLE NO DOUBT OUR FRIEND IN THE BOWLER HAT HAD SPRUNG MORE VIRILE AND ADVENTUROUS THAN HIS BROTHERS HE HAD NOT STAYED IN THE HOME GROVES BUT HAD GONE FORTH TO DRINK THE WATERS OF HUSTLE AND COMMERCE AND COME BACK WHAT HE WAS
phonemes: ɐ lˈɪɾəl əbˈʌv ˌʌs, ɐmˌʌŋ ðɪ ˈɑːlɪv tɹˈiːz, tˈuː blˈuː klˈoʊðd pˈɛzənts, mˈæn ænd wˈʊmən, wɜː ɡˈæðɚɹɪŋ ðə fɹˈuːt—fɹʌm sˌʌm sˈʌtʃ kˈʌpəl, nˈoʊ dˈaʊt, ˌaʊɚ fɹˈɛnd ɪnðə bˈoʊlɚ hˈæt hæd spɹˈʌŋ; mˈɔːɹ "vˈɪɹəl" ænd ɐdvˈɛntʃɚɹəs ðɐn hɪz bɹˈʌðɚz, hiː hæd nˌɑːt stˈeɪd ɪnðə hˈoʊm ɡɹˈoʊvz, bˌʌt hæd ɡɔn fˈɔːɹθ tə dɹˈɪŋk ðə wˈɔːɾɚz ʌv hˈʌsəl ænd kˈɑːmɜːs, ænd kˈʌm bˈæk—wˌʌt hiː wʌz.